Текст песни Анна Кулик - В кафе

At midnight, the cafe is strange and quiet,
Sleepy bartender rubs glasses ...
And on a plate, forgotten and old,
The blues is heard through the symphony of squeaks.

Again he turns a cigarette in his hands,
Break it again ... Swear again.
He remembers the symphony of summer
What flew away and will not return again.

Whiskey has long lost its reason
He adds air to the blood by degrees.
Everything turned out to be extremely simple -
Just fell in love with another man

The one that has never been with him,
Only my eyes lit up when they met ...
He drinks his sorrow from a glass
On this cold December evening

The girl quietly turns the pages
Sitting opposite [two steps - and next]
There, in the pages, suffering is a reward
Which portends you a fairy tale and a prince.

Life is much darker and easier -
Scandals, intrigues and disputes at home ...
And at work, more and more
Feels dumb reproaches in the back.

Yes, and on a personal one, everything is dull and strange -
Meetings, farewells, partings and meetings ...
Really, probably time does not heal
Since the wounds will not heal in any way ...

The blizzard will lightly hug your wrists,
Bursting with the wind into the sleeping comfort ...
Two halves of one happiness
They look at each other. And they won't know ...

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